Sky is just the right size to sit in a pocket. But, what he really likes to do is fly. Flying through the sky like his name. The feel of the wind, or sweeping through the clouds is what flying is all about to him. It's a shame that eventually he gets tired and has to stop and rest.

Forest spends a lot of time in his garden. He loves to observe how each plant grows. He keeps notes and sketches about them in his sketchbook. Forest also takes long walks and spends time documenting the plants he finds along the way in his sketchbook. He dreams of learning everything there is to know about plants. (It is a good thing dragons live a long time.)

Iantha is not sure she likes being purple. It's just so much color and it's hard when she plays hide and seek. Iantha does love to fly to the tops of trees and see the horizon far away. One day, she'd like to see the ocean. Her favorite flower is tulips. She likes that they come in so many colors. Sometimes she wishes she came in different colors too.

Snow loves winter time. She adores playing in snow forts with her friends. She also likes building a snow dragon to sit outside her home. When the lake is frozen she has tried ice skating, but hasn't been very successful so far.

Caldur's name means "rough water". And that's exactly where he likes to play. He seeks out white water rapids and swims through the rough water avoiding rocks and other debris as he goes. All that work makes him particularly quick and agile while swimming in calmer waters. The other Plesiosaur 's warn him that some day he's going to bash his head on a rock, but that doesn't stop him.

Elthia is a healer which is what her name means. She is concerned about all the creatures and people of Whimsy Forest. She studies herbs and medicine to be able to do what is needed when someone is ill or injured. This doesn't mean she has no fun. She loves to collect flowers and presses them into a giant book. They remind her of her little adventures in the forest and meadows.

Cinnamon is delighted with his name. He loves snicker-doodle cookies and cinnamon tea for snacks. The other folk of the realm find him to be a sweet dragon always up for a cookie or two. His adventures include climbing to the top of the cupboard to get to the spices and falling off. Fortunately, he has wings. :)

Did you have or do you have now a tiny toy that you keep with you? A tiny teddy bear, or doll. A small bunny or dinosaur. Perhaps it's a little car or truck. Maybe you have a rock or a coin or a paper bill. Does it live in your pocket? On your desk at work? In your briefcase or purse or backpack? You are not alone.

The Christmas I was 8, I got in my stocking, a Skittle doll. She had long straight black hair. Her head was about the size of a Barbie doll head and the body was only as long as the head was tall. She had on a teeny tiny outfit. I remember my younger sister got a doll also, but cannot recall the details. That little tiny doll was about 2 inches tall in total. I loved that doll. She was just the right size to put in a pocket. No one but me knew she was there. She became my secret companion.

When I was feeling left out on the playground at school, I could reach into my pocket and knew I wasn't entirely alone. I'd hide her in my pillow when I went to bed at night. After all, I was a big girl now and didn't need a night time toy to go to sleep.

I told her my dreams and wishes. At about 10 or 11, I stopped carrying her in my pocket. But she had a place of honor on my desk at home. I still needed that reassurance as I headed into my teen years that I wasn't alone. About that time, I spent several pain staking afternoons after school making her some clothing. She had a bathrobe I was particularly proud of because I had managed, in spite of the huge difference between her body and her head, to make an attached hood on the robe that actually worked.

When I was making teddy bears years ago, I became fascinated with the miniature bears of 3 inches tall or less. I experimented with sewing such tiny bears. I gave one to my son. Turns out that he kept that little bear in his pocket through grade school and middle school. It became that important companion. I have since given out miniature bears to others, both children and adults, only to discover that the little bears were kept in pockets or the dash of the car or a place of honor on a desk.

For some reason we as youngsters, as teens, and as adults need that little bit of comfort. That something outside of ourselves that reassures us. Maybe it isn't a "toy". Perhaps it's a key chain decoration or something hanging from the rear view mirror on our vehicle. It's a little something that is meaningful that sits on a dresser, a dashboard, or a nightstand. It's not always a toy, maybe it's an interesting rock. Whatever it is, we feel better for having it.

Knowing this, I have created pocket dragons. They are about 2 inches (5cm) long nose to tail. They will be available in my Etsy shop soon. I'm finishing up the pictures and descriptions. If you feel the need, or know someone who might just need, a tiny dragon to be that little something meaningful, stop by the shop and take a look.